for the sergeant major to come and have us sign for our furniture
We went to the day room where the sergeant major of housing on post came in. She said as we knew that housing would be taking over control of the barracks from the company. All this meant was that we would go to them if we have any issues. We also had to hear all the rules of living in barracks housing and sign a number of forms. We then had to stand outside our room and wait for the sergeant major to come into each room. She just did a glance around and then asked if anything was broken. We then had to sign for the furniture in our room and wait for a couple of contractors to mount a mirror on the wall, I guess we can't have it leaning like it was before. That was it, it took about an hour and a half…and I didn't have to get up early so I'm not complaining.
I headed to work and arrived after the first and only meeting of the day was over. I went to the control room and watched some NIT basketball until lunch time when I went to go play basketball for real. When we arrived though it was a big disappointment, a small Zumba class decided to reserve the gym floor and do a little dancing. Our sergeant was pissed. We did some cardio work on the elliptical machines and then I did some weights. After that the Zumba folks had left so SPC Roy and I played some one on one. I beat him pretty easy every time, but we both got a sweat going.
We went back to my room and showered, then went to Quiznos for lunch where an older guy happened to come in with a Seattle Mariners jacket on. I asked if he was from Seattle and we chatted back and forth for a bit. He said he can't wait to head back so he can watch a game or two. I told him I never like to watch on TV, but I don't mind seeing a game live. He assured me that when I get older I'll like it…because it's slow. Hmmmmm…I still don't think so.
We went back to work and I was able to finish my SkillPorts for the week. This is good, one less thing to worry about. We cleaned up and left a little after 1600, but not before our sergeant called us all in his office to see if we were all doing the thrift savings plan (kind of like the army's 401K). Everyone was except for me. It's not that I don't believe in it, I think it's a great tool for soldiers to help build up their retirement plan. I just never signed up for it because I needed all the money…but I guess it's always that way. The new guy SPC Mick is saving 20% of his check! Very impressive! I told the sergeant I was thinking about it after the GI Bill stops coming out of my check, which is next month. He said he wants to see my paperwork once I sign up. I'll have to sign up and start small, funny thing is that I probably have more in my current retirement accounts than all of them combined.
I came back to my room and just could not keep my eyes open, so I took a small nap before doing some schoolwork and then just relaxing. I decided to watch an old movie…Rambo: First Blood. What an old flick and I haven't seen it for years. It was still entertaining after all these years. Blood, guns, knives…you can't beat it. I had forgotten a lot of the movie. John Rambo a former green beret gets his rights trampled by a local cop and then gets thrown in their little jail. When a cop tries to shave him he freaks out and busts out. After a big man hunt and a number of injured cops later, he finally turns himself in with the help of his old colonel…but not before he basically destroys a little quite town.
You guys should of gotten your Zumba on. Bet you would of got a good sweat going... just saying.